Page 31 of Their Cruel Play
Jack takes his finger out and the tip of the toy presses against my puckered hole. Caden continues to stroke my clit and G-spot as the toy stretches my ass. Jack pushes in an inch before drawing back out and then pushing in two inches and drawing it out. By the time he pushes it all the way in, an orgasm draws me under again.
“Good girl.” Caden strokes me through it before removing his hand. He holds his wet fingers in front of my mouth. “Taste yourself and Luke, little nympho.”
I part my lips and take his fingers into my mouth. The musky taste of us fills my senses. A groan comes from the couch.
Jack pulls my panties back up and smacks my ass cheek. “All good.”
I twist to look back at him. He didn’t remove the plug. Fuck. “How long is it staying in?”
“Until I fuck your ass, sweetheart.” Jack grins. “Or you need more lube. Don’t worry, I’m willing to check on it for you.”
My eyes widen as Caden sits us up with me straddling his lap. “You guys expect me to walk around a party with a plug in my ass?”
Luke walks over and holds out his hand. “Of course, princess. Come on. Time to face the masses.”
CHAPTER 9
The Devil You Know
Harper
Okay, I can do this. I can walk into this party with Luke’s cum dripping out of my pussy and a plug wedged in my ass. I try to look normal and hope my face isn’t as red as it feels.
“Relax.” Luke tugs me into his side and pats my ass right over the plug.
Oh! My eyes widen as a jolt of pleasure races through me. Fuck.
We’re in the hallway almost to the door. The muted sounds of the party in full swing reach us.
Luke leans down so his lips touch my ear. “You sure you don’t want to do the demonstration instead, princess? You could ride my cock in front of everyone.”
My breath catches. In fear? In excitement? The thought of Luke fucking me in front of everyone is a tangled-up mixture of both. Fuck, what are these guys doing to me?
“Just the gossip,” I say.
Chuckling, he straightens. “Whatever you want, princess.”
“He’s obviously not a football player.” Eli moves up beside me. “But he’s athletic. So maybe hockey or basketball. We’ll tryto make sure you hear everyone’s voice, but it may be hard over the party noise.”
I nod and swallow. Yeah, that’s the part I’m not looking forward to. If we can identify the guy who tried to get to me, then we can deal with the problem head on. But the other issue is the Cheermonsters and whether they had a hand in it.
Did they orchestrate the whole thing?
I pull out my phone as we reach the door and text the group chat that now includes Kenz.
Me:
We’re coming in.
Penny:
We’re ready.
I’m sure they are. This is a disaster waiting to happen, but I can’t hide forever. Kenz messages me separate from the group chat.
Kenz:
You want me to mingle and spread the word, right?
